His dark purple knob appearing more threatening, with every downstroke.Glancing at my mentor's tortured face, I saw his eyes riveted to my wet pussy. ...y eyes returned to his raging hard-on, my desire to touch it frustratingly irresistible.I pinched each nipple in turn, as I slid v-shaped fingers around my engorged clit, rubbing my clitoral shaft back and scissoring my sensitive pearl. I was panting heavily. My pungent aroma filling our tiny space.The sound of our laboured breathing was. I feel she wantd to feel it just. She was wearing a salwar kameez and looked like she was from the town and was quite well dressed- yes she was unmarried and seemed like a college girl. when her hand was moving on my dick , my left was in the ladys saree feeling and fingering her pussy, my right hand i pushed it inside the salwar trying to feel her g spot. she actually resisted this and immediately took her hand and got down the bus- leaving a wide space right in front of me- people turned to. “We are a mess,” he said after a pause. “There’s cum all over us both.” I laughed, and he bent down to kiss me again. It wasn’t so much a passionate kiss as a … what? … a loving one? It was getting cool. I suggested we climb down to the cove, take a quick swim and go back to my place to warm up. He stood up without answering and started walking down the trail. I followed. When he came to his shoes he put them on, but he didn’t bother putting on his clothes, and so I didn’t either. I watched. -Yes master!-I want you to suck EVERY SINGLE MEN that will cross this door is that right! And do not stop sucking until their is no more men around you, you will gain your freedom at the exact time where no mens other than you and me will be in this home. Will I need to repeat it?-No master, I will follow the orders!-Do you like your surprise?It was the code, he was asking for my consent for all this. It was my last chance to say no. After this it would be to late...-"Yes master, I do." He.